MY GUAVA CHRISTMAS TREE

Journeying through the old train line
Pair of rubber slippers persistent
Though we long lost sight of the last street sign.

Green like an ocean all around
Winds caress in the height of daylight
Eyes carefully searching and alas! IT IS FOUND.

I in all my glee embrace my Guava Christmas Tree,
White tissues to camouflage, young guavas dipped in glue and shine
Empty match boxes in Christmas Wrappers looked the prettiest, we agree.

I place the presents one by one under the Christmas Tree,
I can’t wait for Christmas Morning to play with my new Doll and Monopoly
Shhh! I had a peek at my presents and nobody knows but me!

Copyright ©22/11/09 by Anna Sahadeo